Category Archives: diary

At Vodnikov Dom 7 Joey’s story

Posted on November 3, 2014 by jonathan trustram

(before I go on I should add a few notes.) 1) I still have no control over fonts and their size, which is annoying. 2) I was in Slovenia in early July. 3) There are two kinds of refuge in … Continue reading →

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At Vodnikov Dom 3 Velo Polje, WW1, Sheila’s surgeon

Posted on October 29, 2014 by jonathan trustram

Vodnikov Dom sits below the cliffs of the north side of Tosc, protected by a little rocky knoll with a few larch trees on it, and just about on the tree line; the window of my room framed a section … Continue reading →

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a local history

Posted on October 29, 2014 by jonathan trustram

The other day I was walking down the High Street to the post office where the queue is always like Christmas – it’s got worse since privatisation I said to the woman who served me, she said no, we haven’t … Continue reading →

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nature notes (3) The Fall

Posted on June 3, 2013 by jonathan trustram

Today I saw a fox trotting up the garden path with a fat bunch of unruly feathers in its mouth. Come to think of it I haven’t seen either pigeon for a while. And S has been out and bought … Continue reading →

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nature notes

Posted on May 30, 2013 by jonathan trustram

They’ve brought ibex back to parts of the French and Italian Alps where they’d been hunted to extinction, they’ve reintroduced beavers to the Scottish highlands and the great bustard to Salisbury Plain. The red kite has been a great success … Continue reading →

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january 22 (2012?)

Posted on January 22, 2013 by jonathan trustram

Tuesday. It snowed a lot on sunday, after friday’s snow had half melted and the streets and pavements were dark and dirty, and it’s still here, still white, though it mostly dripped off the branches in yesterday’s brief sun. Yesterday … Continue reading →

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the blood donor

Posted on September 29, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Here’s a story with a good and easy ending (easy to tell), but I haven’t worked out how to tell the middle. I went to give blood a few years ago, at the anonymous, cosmopolitan donor centre in the West … Continue reading →

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are coincidences like art?

Posted on September 23, 2012 by jonathan trustram

wednesday july 21 2010. We picked cherries in Meanwhile Gardens. No one else does. They’re sour and sweet. Nassim told me that in Afghanistan they eat cherries with lemon and a little salt.  Then I heard on the radio that … Continue reading →

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On urination, a post script

Posted on August 19, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Ballywillan cemetery

Portrush moves up the hill as the graves move down

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waking up

Posted on August 13, 2012 by jonathan trustram

it’s no use having a blog that you only write every two months is it because  who’s going to keep looking to see if there’s anything new? Oh well, soon I’ll retire, I might even abandon the bloody garden to … Continue reading →

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